May 31st, 2002

caillebotte_man at his window


Lately, I've been doing a bit of writing on paper. Although it may be hard to tell from the brief paeans to various web sites and the bits of word jewelry about trees and clouds which I post here with what even I consider a monotonous regularity, I am actually a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to writing. Not a complete perfectionist, mind you. Otherwise, I would not be using vague terms such as "bit of a perfectionist," or facile phrases such as "mind you." But I am more of a re-writer than I am a writer. And, to my mind, the things I post here suffer from the fact that they are written on the run, and my attempts to edit and do some polishing while writing don't lead to the results I would like.

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gericault_the raft of the medusa 2


Sluggo the evil computer and I do have one thing in common; When the temperature gets above 80F, our brains get muddled and we have a tendency to crash.

water! water!
no, wait...
beer! beer!